Easter Reflections by Ruth Martin - The Preacher's Wife
THREE CROSSES
Three crosses on a hill
Beneath a glow'rng sky;
Gaunt Golgotha bared it's head.
Three men went forth to die.Three men condemned did stand.
For each a tree was made;
A heavy, ugly cross-piece
Upon which each was laid.Three men upon a tree;
Rough nails their flesh did mar.
Three men upon a cross were raised
To die at Judgment's BarThree trees against the sky.
Faint voices could be heard
"Remember me, Lord," one did sigh.
One snarled a cursing word.Three debts to sin were paid.
Two men, guilty, paid the price,
But One more pure than driven snow-
God's Holy Sacrifice.Three men went forth to die-
Three crosses in the sod-
On either side a guilty thief-
Between, the Son of God.©ruthmartin.1964 All rights reserved.
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